Presiden's wild wife

"Why are you here?" Elena's eyes flashed with delight. She got in the car.
Logan was reading the financial reports on his computer without raising his head, "How is the interview going?"
"It's good. Well, how did you know my interview!?" She wondered, obviously she hadn't got a chance to tell him last night. But
now he was waiting outside her company and knew she was here for an interview.
Logan finally turned off his computer, "Mia told me."
Huh? Elena thought about it carefully and recalled she seemed to mention it to Mia when she went out. Then her doubts cleared
and she murmured, "I see."
She smiled sweetly and suddenly came to life, "By the way, to celebrate my successful interview, how about I invite you for
dinner?"
It was also for easing their stiff relationship.
Logan didn’t answer. Instead Jacob spoke first, "Madam, we'd better ..."
"Ok." Logan agreed.
Jacob seemed to be surprised by Logan’s answer. But he didn’t say anything after all. He glanced at Logan and met his cold
eyes. Jacob instantly looked away and was totally focused on driving.
Elena chose a steak house. Originally, she wanted to go for the spicy hotpot, but given Logan's tastes, she relinquished it.
Logan went straight inside the box before the restaurant manager came in, "Mr. Brown ..."
Jacob arranged everything. Suddenly, a waiter came in with a flustered look and whispered to the manager, "Mr. Smith is
coming. Now he is waiting outside for this box."
Mr. Smith? Jeremy Smith? She couldn’t be so unlucky. Elena had a bad feeling.
"This box has always been reserved by Mr. Smith. Why can’t we have it today?" The shrill voice had scurried into eardrums
before the person showed up.
"I'm sorry, this box is occupied. Mr. Smith, how about I arrange another box for you?" the waiter suggested in a hurry.

Emma was used to getting whatever she wanted. She took Jeremy's hand and said softly, "Jeremy, I want this box."
Olivia, Emma’s best friend who followed her everywhere, immediately pushed the waiter away and headed for the box as if she
was encouraged, "I'd like to see who took this box from us!"
Jeremy frowned slightly, and before he could make a sound, Olivia brutally kicked the closed door open.
Suddenly, everyone was silent.
Olivia glanced inside and was not surprised to see both Elena and Logan. She snickered out with her arms crossed, "So it’s you!
Elena Bush."
Elena smiled, "I haven’t seen you for a while. Olivia. And you still like following Emma around all the time."
"You!" Olivia gritted her teeth and wanted to talk back. But when she saw Logan in a wheelchair, she said in contempt, "So what?
we're good friends! But what about you?"
Elena felt uncomfortable with the way Olivia saw Logan. But she didn’t expect Olivia would say these disgusting words. "But it
looks like you've had a really bad time. You were dumped by Jeremy and now you find a guy like this ..."
She didn’t say it out and everyone knew she was referring to Logan’s disability.
Elena's eyes were full of anger. As she was about to move, Emma quickly stepped forward and pulled Olivia, "Olivia, behave
yourself!"
She gave a low reprimand, put on a harmless smile and apologized, "I'm sorry, Olivia didn’t mean it. But I never expect such a
coincidence to see you here."
Logan pursed his lips and didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear.
Emma was a little embarrassed and turned to Jeremy for help. After a short while, Jeremy, who had been silent for a long time,
finally spoke, "What a coincidence. Do you mind if we join you for the dinner?"
Without getting the approval, he sat down already, leaving them no chance to refuse.
Emma relaxed and sat next to him. Olivia looked at Elena contemptuously and took a seat, too. Logan wasn’t pleased to see this
and looked at the manager coldly.

The manager wiped his sweat on his forehead. He could not afford to offend Jeremy or even Logan. "Mr. Brown, how about..."
Olivia got unhappy at once and yelled loudly, "Mr. Smith is still here. And you are asking Mr. Brown. What are you doing?"
The manager just wanted to ask Olivia to shut up.
"I'm sorry, but Mr. Brown wants to have dinner with his wife alone. Could you ask other people to leave?" Jacob said firmly and
made himself very clear.
"Sure ...sure..." The manager apologized, "Sorry, Mr. Smith, you heard him. I will arrange another box for you. Please come with
me."
Emma bit her lips so hard that she tasted her own blood. Her heart was filled with resentment!
Jeremy was embarrassed, too. However, he didn’t want to make a fuss and stood up.
Emma subconsciously grabbed his arm to stop him from leaving. She faked a smile, "Elena, we're family. You don’t have to...?"
"That's right, it's just a box, right? It’s not your loo like once you occupy, you don’t allow others to use it?" Olivia was trying to be
extremely helpful.
Logan smiled, "So you just like eating in others’ loo, right?"
"Ha!" Elena couldn't hold it. She didn’t expect Logan to be good at talking back.
Olivia was annoyed and angry, with her whole face turning red. She didn't know how to retort at all, and after hesitation, she
glared at them, ''Humph! We will leave here! I don't want to argue with you! Lest others gossip that I don't care about people with
disabilities!"
Everyone froze at her words.
"Emma, let's go!" Olivia was trying to pull Emma up but failed.
The atmosphere was deadly and Olivia sensed something was wrong, "Why don't you leave? Are you going to stay here and let
them insult you?"

The manager sweated heavily and Emma didn't even dare to look at Logan's face. Jeremy's hand was slowly pulled away and
made her heart half empty!
"Emma, what's wrong with you?" Olivia asked in a low voice.
"Don't touch me!" Emma flung her hand away. And in Olivia's dismay, she raised her hand and threw a resounding slap on her
face without hesitation!